Rohit Sapra (7 August 1984 / Gwalior)
As The Base of It All
Lonely is the night
With only darkness
Darkness is the foundation now.
The joy which appeared for a while has forever vanished
Now, I am completely alone and will be expressing my sadness only
With no light I am, it is what we can describe as terror
Terror of this life is something which only presents itself
It is horror and screams of suffering which remains
My life is a big joke now and it seems as if everyone simply plays with my feelings
This loneliness matches with lonely night
With only darkness as the base of it all.
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